"Maybe that's it, then take me home!"

"No, you're a saint, you should be stronger than me, your ability over there is to control some flowers and plants, here, what's the ...... Wanying, I don't mean anything else, you must not be too careful, it's just pure curiosity!"

"Hmph, I thought you didn't want to carry me again, I don't understand why, when you found me, I was in Mu Yuan, maybe it's all your fault, I devoured Mu Yuan, I'm so weak, you pay for my strength, when I have strength, I'll beat you up, so that you always bully me!"

"Wanying, can I send you home, you show me the direction, I run fast, you look at the mountains in front of me, I can go over at once, when I am in the Shuoyuanling realm, I can take them, and transfer them a few kilometers away in the blink of an eye!"

"You still don't want to carry me and send me home, don't you want me anymore?"

"Wanying hold on to my ......"

Ling Du was so stimulated by the saint that he had nothing to say, but he didn't have any resentment in his heart. If there is a different person, no matter how good Ling Du's temper is, he has to show it, but when he faces the saint, he is like a slave, and he just wants to make the saint happy.

Ling Du released the phantom of the Nai He Bridge, wanting to show his speed, and let the holy woman praise him, proving that he didn't say big things.

When I left the village of Huohou, I was a little worried when I started to move around the shadow of the Nai He Bridge with people. After two days of driving, he has long been familiar with it, just like lifting his legs and reaching out, he is also like an arm to the phantom of the bridge.

It seems that being too confident is easy to be happy and sad.

After Ling Du's vision was clear, he found that he and the Holy Maiden were on the top of a mountain that was not very vast. The environment here and the environment are different from Shuoyuanling.

No wonder it is the spiritual world that Zheng Xi is obsessed with, although he is in the endless mountains, the mountains here are also taller and steeper than Shuoyuanling, the scenery is pleasing to the eye, and the mood is particularly comfortable.

Ling Du didn't want to carry the saint down from the top of the mountain, there would be no danger, and he didn't want to waste his efforts. However, the effect of the bridge phantom frightened him, he couldn't move out a few kilometers at a time, at most a few hundred meters, like in Shuoyuanling. It is located in the valley between two mountains.

In the past, it was so easy for the Nai He Bridge Phantom to move as he wanted, but today it seems that it suddenly has an uncontrollable weight, and the body has reached the edge of the Nai He Bridge Phantom, but the Phantom has not advanced as before.

Ling Du hadn't tried to freeze his body in the air yet, and he was about to fall. Ling Du is very dissatisfied with advancing a few hundred meters, and the height is also hundreds of meters, in fact, he is still in the phantom of the bridge, and he is not sure if he falls in the phantom, will he fall to pieces?

"Giggles, Ling Du is fun like this!"

"Wanying, you are a saint, how can you be more nervous than me, you were helping me just now?"

"Let's do it together, of course I'm going to help you?"

"The environment here is so good, I really can't leave, just live here forever!"

A moment ago, his heart was beating faster, and suddenly a vine on the cliff flew out like it was blown by the wind, but the bridge phantom took advantage of this momentum to let Ling Du regain his grasp and regain the initiative.

Although they could not fly over the target mountain as they wished, they also landed smoothly on the opposite mountainside.

Just a few hundred meters apart, this mountain feels better than that one. Ling Du walked with the saint on his back, the air was fresh with plants, and there was a faint fragrance of flowers, and he could hear the chirping of insects and birds in his ears, and there was gurgling water in the mountains.

"Let me come down, I'll pick fruit for you to eat, it's more beautiful than the fruit in your space!"

"Wanying, be careful!"

Ling Du didn't dare to forget. The first time Ye Sheng came to this world, he was knocked unconscious by a bird because of a fruit. The saint ran to the side, and he also gave chase.

There was a sound of a bird flapping its wings, and no bird attacked the saint, but she was startled away. The birds here are not so demonic, and they are extremely close to his impression.

"It's too high, my hands aren't long enough, you hold me!"

"I ......" Ling Du wanted to volunteer to go up the tree, but he didn't dare to say it when he opened his mouth. He could only approach obediently and lift the saint up.

"Ling Du, if you taste it, it's better than the fruit in your space!"

The saint was picking it, and it was clear that she was eating it unhurriedly, and she pinched one and sent it to Ling Du's mouth. I didn't feel the danger. The changes that occurred Ling Du thought could have come from the fruit, or it could have come from the whimsy of the saint.

"Wanying, come down, I can't hold on!"

"Ling Du, are you poisoned?"

"It's not poison, this fruit makes the qi I practice active, like water boiling, I want to practice, you take a break!"

"Ling Du, I'll be with you. ”

The fruit that Ling Du ate was like a grape, but it was not a grape, and the peel of the fruit turned into a stream of water immediately after biting it, and it began to drill into the body from the mouth, and if he didn't remember to swallow it, it all disappeared, and he ignored any specific taste.

When you drink spirits, you can feel the spicy sensation of burning and flow down your throat and into your stomach. The fruit brought him a different feeling, the master once said that Ling Du had an engine in his body, and the fruit seemed to start the engine.

In terms of qi training, Ling Du has always been a little half-hearted, and he can't be as attentive as Mao Jun and them. Ge Xinyue sorted out a new set of exercises, Ling Du remembered it, and he didn't concentrate on practicing it once, a total of nine pictures, he only practiced it when he thought about it, his inattentiveness was also due to the fact that he couldn't see how obvious his entry was, and he was also covered by the light of the bridge.

The engines in the body are started, and after eating the fruit, the qi becomes active, and it is completely passive as a last resort. Ling Du had no choice but to learn at first, and the nine pictures started from the first one, and were superimposed one by one.

Ling Du was sweating, no matter how hard he exerted, beads of sweat rolled on his forehead not long after. The saint began to walk around, but Ling Du never ended, just sat beside him, saw the sweat on his forehead, took out a handkerchief, and wiped it for him from time to time.

"It's broken, Ling Du, you may have deteriorated, my handkerchief is rancid, it smells too bad!"

Ling Du didn't have time to speak, his body was a little nervous, and it was good to be able to hear the words of the Holy Maiden. The holy woman hated him, but did not leave him, but went to the waterside to wash her handkerchief, and came back to wipe his sweat.

It was the first time since Ling Du knew how to practice qi that he had been so distracted. All he could do was the nine pictures that Ge Xinyue had sorted out, and the nine pictures were very simple to him.

In the past, I didn't have the heart to practice, but today I decided to practice just to calm down the restless qi in my body and couldn't think of a better way.

I have practiced all nine diagrams in the past, and only today did I find that there is a little effect, not because of the increase in strength, but because the restless qi in the body has been straightened out a little.

The effect that a picture can bring is very effective, but at first there is a feeling that is not obvious, and the qi follows the line on the map several times, and there are signs of failure, so you can only add another picture, like taking painkillers, and the dose is getting bigger and bigger.

"Ling Du, you are getting more and more stinky, are you about to stink and smoke, the birds next to you are all stinky away from you, no little insects are willing to crawl to you, no matter how bad it is, I will also think you stink." ”

The saint said this because she was bored, and never left except for the handkerchief. Ling Du's body was nervous, but not a word was missed from the saint's words. By this time, he had already superimposed on the sixth picture, and his restless qi was no longer as turbulent and uninhibited as it had been.

"Okay, okay, it's almost right, Wanying, I really stink?"

Ling Du didn't feel how much his strength had improved significantly, and he didn't feel like Ye Sheng did that time. Thinking that the saint said this because she was lonely, he had to put an end to it for the time being.

"Ling Du, how are you, why is it so long, it's dark!"

"I haven't finished practicing yet, I'm not afraid that you will dislike me, I really stink?"

Ling Du opened his eyes, but it wasn't going to be dark, at this time, half of the bright light was already starlight, and the stars here were brighter than he remembered!

"What does this smell like, I'm sorry, I've wronged you, you wait, I'll just go wash it!"

"I'm with you, I'm scared!"

"Wanying, I'm covered in a sour smell, I have to jump into the water to wash it off, give you a grenade, whoever dares to provoke you, just blow it up, I'll be back soon!"

"You, then you will come out when you get into the water, I will do dozens of times, if you don't come back, I will look for you!"

"It's too short, count a hundred, I promise to come back, you are not allowed to peek, you are a lady!"

Ling Du wanted to take a bath, so he looked around, there was a spring flowing on the mountain, how could there be a lack of waterholes? Without waiting for the holy woman to react, Ling Du ran over with a smoke. The distance is not far, only about thirty meters, and there is movement on the saint's side, so it is guaranteed that it can be heard.

"Ling Du, if you don't let me go, I can see you, you forgot that I also have the primordial god you said, otherwise how can I come to the spirit world?"

The water was cold, just up to the waist. Ling Du originally wanted to get used to the temperature. The voice of the saint is all transmitted by the original god. Ling Du can no longer be afraid of the cold, it is like falling into the water, and his head is no longer exposed.

"Wanying, it shouldn't be like this, although there is no one nearby, we are not married yet, we have to avoid suspicion, you wait obediently, or you go pick some fruit, I will finish washing it immediately, and I can't peek again!"

Ling Du's face was definitely red at this time, he hadn't found himself so shy in the past. In the face of the saint, some thoughts always felt that they would blaspheme the saint, but it made him so passive.

The saint went to pick the fruit, and Ling Du knew that she had just been deceived by the saint, and she would not be able to reach the fruit on the tree, so she could mobilize a vine to let the phantom shadow of the bridge borrow power and let the fruit on the tree fall by itself, without any effort.

"Wanying, it's not early, we should go back, we haven't been out for so long!"